A carnal flower grows in my garden,
and each night, like clockwork,
when the sun slumbers, giving way to the Afterdark,
I pick it and settle it in my tweed pocket.
I keep it safe through the darkness,
where I disappear into the shadows,
becoming endlessly elegant.
Sitting in the hush of the violet hour.
Tate Geborkoff is a member of the Dramatists Guild of America and has worked as a national playwright and poet for over 12 years. His career started in Denver, Colorado and eventually led him to Chicago where he’s been for the past four years.
